Worried Sick.

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Caleb's POV "Ohayōgozaimasu, sensei. Tōkyō e yōkōsō." (Good morning, Sir. Welcome to Japan." One of the receptionists in the lobby of the hotel greeted me. "Atatakaikangei o arigatōgozaimashita." (Thank you so much for the welcome.) I greeted them back in their language. I had learned a few Japanese words and phrases before coming here. "I booked a suite here." "Your name, Sir?" The Japanese lady asked. I glanced at her name tag that said "Aimi". She had that jet black hair and straight bangs. Their complexion was very pale, so bright. "Caleb Anderson." I told her. I could feel the other three receptionists staring at me. So, I turned to look at them, flashing them a smile. I shook my head when they all giggled and waved at me. "Hi." I greeted them. "Here are your keys. Enjoy your

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